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The modern and meaningless cult of mindless, western celebrity figures
12:01 Mar 30 2016
Times Read: 201

By Stanley Collymore



Quite seriously what on earth inexplicably conspires to cause

supposedly ordinary individuals and even collectively as

well large numbers of people to wantonly dessert all

apparent commonsensical notions of behaviour

that one would normally have expected them

to indulge in and cheerfully in their place

stupidly affix their devoted and clearly

committed loyalties to the manifestly

ostentatiously misleading but all the same alluring mast

of the generalized, massively harebrained, customarily

contrived, invariably cynically, and the methodically

manipulatively orchestrated by others measurably

self-centredly induced versions of what in their

delusional perceptions ought to establish and

consequently must suit their rather skewed

interpretation of what celebrity status is

all about and who accordingly should

either appreciatively be permitted to

join or else be mockingly debarred

from the ranks of this noticeably

artificial and unscientifically

based observation of theirs

as to who is or shouldn’t

be graded as a celebrity

status man or woman?



An entirely and unreservedly irrational loss of reason

that is itself abysmally inculcated and furthermore

intuitively followed up by a mindless and quite

noticeably an explicit and decidedly uncaring

unawareness of or else the irresponsible and

deliberate discarding of either all or most

of the tried and tested aspects that have

favourably, genuinely and enduringly

stood the rigorous test of time and

in the process of doing so confidently ensured that

the crucial and salutary interests of all mankind

would be and did substantially stand in good

stead. Or instead, or am I to wonder, ought

these commendable qualities to now be

needlessly abandoned and no longer

deemed as important assets much

less so be viewed as indispensable ones to the

conscientiously ongoing, apt and progressive

enhancement of human kind; while those

with unintelligibly and unwarrantedly

substantial influence constantly do

their level best to either profane

every thing that’s esoteric, or

else transparently resort to

circumscribing anything

that rewardingly could

be beneficial to even

the most obdurately

ill-informed mind!



© Stanley V. Collymore

29 March 2016.





Author’s Observations:

The word celebrity certainly has a long, very old and prestigious pedigree that goes back to the Latin word celebritas which was itself derived from an earlier Latin word celeber which was preceded by celebr whose meaning was “frequented or honoured.” And down the ages these words passed into old French as cebebrite, and specifically because of the extremely close and enduring linguistic links which existed and still do between the English language and French and characteristically cemented primarily as a direct result of the 1066 Norman invasion, conquest and settlement first of England and later the entirety of the British Isles the word we’re discussing here predictably made its way into the integrated Anglo-Saxon dialect as celebrity.



In contemporary English however the word celebrity commonly refers to a famous person and particularly so someone or persons involved in entertainment or sport and who are thus regarded as being known of by many people. But what are the true characteristics either of or correspondingly for the word famous? Interestingly enough no reference in that specific generalization is ever consciously made about these individuals’ intrinsic worth or lack of it as human beings, which I would have thought should have been fundamental characteristics that were genuinely requisite for anyone to possess that was considered whoever by as truly worthy of the definitions celebrity and famous.



Alas however that certainly isn’t the case even when celebrity and famous can both turn out at times to be a most awkward and even a hugely problematical double-edged sword which can be dreadfully troublesome for those who’re directly involved. For like the reverse side of a coin famous and celebrity have their flipsides as well with the words infamous and non-celebrity firmly embedded there and which can and do often sit uneasily and discomfitingly with the frequent and fatuous acclamation that is profusely and rather unwarrantedly given to those who were irresponsibly and brainlessly hailed as incontestably famous or eminent celebrity figures. And the name Jimmy Savile immediately comes to mind although he was by no means the only such person regrettably still alive or thankfully dead as he now is that appropriately and unquestionably falls into that flawed category, shall we charitably say, of universally applauded and dementedly lauded famous personalities and celebrities.



Even so the fundamental and still unresolved conundrum, although a number of conjectural hypotheses have at times been put forward for this ongoing state of affairs, is precisely why is it that so many people globally, but most particularly so in the west, are so evidently and intransigently mesmerized by as well as infernally and addictively hooked on this celebrity status cult obsession of significantly and more often than not exceedingly irrationally hero-worshipping other mortal human beings; and besides doing so unhesitatingly and without a solitary moment’s thought or any consideration whatsoever in relation to factoring into that puerile and unthinking equation of theirs any attentive regard for the intrinsic human worth or inestimable moral value system or otherwise of those whom they’ve inanely and most self-indulgently placed atop of the pedestals usually built on the shifting sands of populous and capricious public opinion that they and others have self-satisfyingly erected at the time to their inglorious but wannabe “immortalized” celebrity heroes?



And I ask myself: “How can anyone be so entirely lacking in self-worth that the only pride which they think they can realistically achieve and revel in is through the deluded notion of hero-worshipping someone else? Acknowledging that person’s capabilities is one thing but hero-worshipping them to the point of idiotic fixation? Sorry to disappoint but that doesn’t, never has or will it ever work for me! Not even in an inveterately class-obsessed and social climbing, cap-doffing Britain.”

Quite common as muck and stupid with it too. That’s you Michael Gove!
12:09 Mar 18 2016
Times Read: 215

By Stanley Collymore



You’re as common as muck even though by describing

you in this explicit way I’m doing a grave disservice

to a commodity that is much prized by the farming

community for the essentially productive effects

which traditionally it has always had on their

beneficial industry. You, however, are by no

means an asset to anybody, Michael Gove

and that includes yourself; and since the

discernible downside of muck is that it can despoil

and generally be a right bloody nuisance too in

the process it’s this explanation of the word

that is specifically relevant to you Michel

on this distinct occasion. So do yourself

a massive favour won’t you and clean

up your perfidious act, assuming of

course that you can, for it’s duly transparently

self-evident that your existing one not only

stinks but is also a vulgar affront to every

intelligent person across the extensive

length and breadth of this important

homeland we call Britain, as well

as to the entire world generally

and every one of its evidently

rational, deeply enlightened

and, most unquestionably

thoroughly responsible

inhabitants especially.



© Stanley V. Collymore

17 March 2016.





Author’s Remarks:

Prescient-minded and savvy individuals all know the type; brainless and utterly incapable in any natural sense of thinking for themselves, and who consequently slavishly – nice word for summing up these imbecilic morons - heavily rely on others to not only do their thinking for them but also dictate to them as well what they should believe and actually do, dim-wits in other words that habitually rely on their privileged existence not derived through any form of proven intellect or personal endeavour but invariably through an incestuous and characteristic British ingrained system of class indoctrination and the unwarranted toadying that stems from it. And you’re in pole position in every one of these illustrations Michael Gove, although by no means the solitary one as is abundantly demonstrated by the Zionist Nazis in your government, Cabinet, among your Tory parliamentary party members, their scumbag Labtory and Lib-Dem friends who also infect the House of Commons and one could go further and add the entire United Kingdom as their useless and sinister presence along with that of their brainless camp followers among the rest of us does discernibly attest.



Yet ironically Homo sapiens is a species that habitually and rather arrogantly culls harmless animals but unbelievably squeamishly recoils from doing the same with its own waste of time detrital human elements, and when the Germans, circa 1939-1945 sensibly and constructively sought to industriously do so, what did Britain somewhat asininely do? It stupidly went to war with them. Absolutely incredible! For in doing so it pointlessly in my opinion sacrificed many worthy lives, and not only British ones, and for what positive purpose? None that I can discern! And what a bloody awful mistake that senseless war turned out to be. And if you’re in doubt about that basically question any Palestinian who still manages to physically have a life of sorts and whose people, most barbarically deprived of their homeland, are now scattered to the four corners of the globe or else languishing in squalid refugee camps across the Middle East since 1948 what he or she thinks. But it’s not them we should empathize with but their Zionist genociders according to ignorant and cold-blooded assholes like Michael Gove. In my case let me unambiguously spell it out Michael Gove – IN YOUR BLOODY DREAMS!

Eithaf cyffredin fel dail ac yn dwp ag ef hefyd. Dyna i chi Michael Gove!
12:08 Mar 18 2016
Times Read: 216

Gan Stanley Collymore



Rydych chi'n mor gyffredin â dail er bod drwy ddisgrifio

chi fel hyn eglur fy mod yn gwneud anghymwynas

bedd i nwydd sy'n cael ei gwerthfawrogi yn fawr

gan y ffermio cymunedol ar gyfer yr effeithiau

y bôn gynhyrchiol yn draddodiadol mae bob

amser wedi'i chael ar eu diwydiant fuddiol. Rydych yn,

fodd bynnag, yn erbyn dim golygu yn gaffaeliad i unrhyw

un, Michael Gove ac mae hynny'n cynnwys chi eich

hun; a chan fod y Anfantais amlwg o faw yw y

gall difetha ac yn gyffredinol fod yn niwsans

gwaedlyd iawn hefyd yn y broses, mae'n yr esboniad

hwn o'r gair sy'n ymwneud yn benodol berthnasol i

chi Michel ar yr achlysur gwahanol. Felly wneud

eich hun Nid yw ffafr enfawr fyddwch chi ac

yn lân eich act perfidious, gan dybio o cwrs

y gallwch, er ei fod yn briodol yn dryloyw

hunan-amlwg bod eich un sy'n bodoli eisoes,

nid yn unig drewi ond mae hefyd yn sarhad

di-chwaeth i bobperson deallus ar draws

y helaeth hyd a lled o hyn yn bwysig

mamwlad rydym yn galw Prydain,

yn ogystal ynghylch y byd i gyd

yn gyffredinola phob un o'i

amlwg rhesymegol,

goleuedig ddwfn ac, yn fwyaf

ddiamheuoldrylwyr cyfrifol

trigolion yn enwedig.



© Stanley V. Collymore

Mawrth 17, 2016.





Sylwadau Awdur:

unigolion prescient â meddwl a savvy i gyd yn gwybod y math; brainless ac yn gwbl analluog mewn unrhyw ystyr naturiol o feddwl drostynt eu hunain, ac sy'n ganlyniad slafaidd - gair neis i grynhoi i fyny morons imbecilic hyn - drwm yn dibynnu ar bobl eraill i nid yn unig yn eu meddwl ar eu cyfer, ond hefyd yn pennu iddynt hwy yn ogystal beth y dylent gredu ac mewn gwirionedd yn ei wneud, dim-tennyn mewn geiriau eraill sy'n gyson yn dibynnu ar eu bodolaeth breintiedig nad ydynt yn deillio trwy unrhyw fath o deallusrwydd profedig neu ymdrech bersonol ond yn ddieithriad drwy system cynhenid Prydeinig losgachol a nodweddiadol o indoctrination dosbarth a'r toadying diangen sy'n deillio ohono. Ac rydych mewn sefyllfa polyn ym mhob un o'r lluniau hyn Michael Gove, er nad yw'r un unig fel y dangosir helaeth gan y Natsïaid Seionaidd yn eich llywodraeth, y Cabinet, ymhlith aelodau'r blaid seneddol eich Dorïaidd, eu scumbag Labtory a Rhyddfrydwyr ffrindiau Dem sydd hefyd yn heintio'r Tŷ'r Cyffredin a gallai un fynd ymhellach ac ychwanegwch y Deyrnas Unedig gyfan wrth eu presenoldeb ddiwerth ac yn sinistr, ynghyd â bod eu dilynwyr gwersyll brainless ymhlith y gweddill ohonom yn discernibly dystio.



Eto i gyd yn eironig Homo sapiens yn rhywogaeth sy'n gyson ac yn hytrach arrogantly difa anifeiliaid diniwed ond anhygoel squeamishly recoils rhag gwneud yr un peth â'i gwastraff ei hun o amser elfennau dynol mâl, a phan yr Almaenwyr, tua 1939-1945 geisir yn synhwyrol ac yn adeiladol i wneud hynny ddiwyd , beth oedd Prydain braidd asininely ei wneud? Mae'n wirion aeth i ryfel gyda hwy. Yn hollol anhygoel! Ar gyfer wrth wneud hynny mae'n ddibwrpas yn fy marn i aberthu llawer o fywydau teilwng, ac nid rhai Prydeinig yn unig, ac i ba bwrpas cadarnhaol? Dim y gallaf ddirnad! A beth camgymeriad ofnadwy gwaedlyd bod rhyfel disynnwyr drodd allan i fod. Ac os ydych chi mewn unrhyw amheuaeth am hynny yn y bôn holi unrhyw Palesteinaidd sydd yn dal i lwyddo i gael bywyd o ryw fath ac y mae eu pobl yn gorfforol, yn fwyaf barbarically hamddifadu o'u mamwlad, yn awr yn cael eu gwasgaru i bedwar ban y byd neu fel arall languishing mewn ffoaduriaid brwnt gwersylloedd ar draws y Dwyrain Canol er 1948 yr hyn y mae ef neu hi'n credu. Ond nid yw'n hwy dylem gydymdeimlo â ond mae eu genociders Seionaidd yn ôl assholes anwybodus a gwaed oer fel Michael Gove. Yn fy achos i, gadewch i mi yn ddiamwys sillafu allan Michael Gove - YN EICH BREUDDWYDION waedlyd!

Sexuellement à sang!
14:29 Mar 16 2016
Times Read: 219

Par Stanley Collymore



Vous étiez assez à l'homme audacieusement et plus

compétence "chaste loin" le bien évidemment

fille innocente qui était là et avec votre une

habileté consommée, la ténacité et dans

un plus manifestement électrisante et

totalement mode autorité convaincante

à la fois, érotiquement, à fond

pleasurably conjoint avec

détermination virile suprême absolument

gratifiante susciter l'envie sexuellement

mais déjà en sommeil et tout à fait

femme coïtale latent en moi.

Donc, mon profondément endetté,

durable, et inestimable merci

fermes pour ce

vous phénoménalement et

donc habilement tiré.



Causée moi de réaliser ravissement non seulement

orgasmically mais aussi et discernable dans

d'autres termes féminins inconnus, et dans

le processus de tout cela de façon

appréciable installé un marqueur

clair qui, commece qui me

concerne personnellement

vous êtes parfaitement libre et on

pouvait s'y attendre de la même façon,

Je dois dire, très gracieusement

intitulé et avec mon plein

coopération entièrement

occuper, ainsi que

explicitement à volonté

garder sans réserve

aller à chaque fois

vous favorable

déterminer que

vous aimeriez

reproduire ce

rendez-vous exalté

et retour.



© Stanley V. Collymore

16 Mars 2016.





de l'auteur Remarques:

Il est un long voyage de retour pour beaucoup d'entre vous vers le bas chemin de la mémoire, je sais et le souvenir même que ce qui se passait à l'époque était pas et même beaucoup encore est pas un excitant ou par un effort de l'imagination d'un de souvenir impressionnant.



Cela dit, pour d'autres ce fut une expérience extraordinaire et bouleversante dans votre vie respective et qui vous enduringly regardez en arrière avec de bons souvenirs et une grande nostalgie. Alors, comment est-ce vraiment pour vous?



Une expérience consummately libératrice que vous impressionne encore à ce jour, même si cette personne spéciale est plus dans votre vie ou d'une catastrophe à fond absolu que même fait maintenant vous méditez pourquoi diable avez-vous jamais pris la peine en premier lieu?



Il suffit de penser malicieusement à haute voix! Et tout à fait flagrante heureux comme le chat qui naughtily mais satisfyingly proverbialement léchait la crème. Et une dédicace, ce poème, à vous tous qui sont venus de l'âge et sur le point de fouler ce même chemin! Bonne chance!



Et comme ma mère a dit à mes sœurs et mon Gran m'a dit, si les choses ne vont bien ne pas oublier de toujours maintenir votre dignité! À moins bien sûr qu'ils vont si bien vous pensez, ce que l'enfer sanglant! La vie est sur profiter de soi-même et je vais tirer le meilleur parti de mes possibilité

Sexually Blooded!
14:28 Mar 16 2016
Times Read: 220




By Stanley Collymore



You were man enough to audaciously and most

competently “chaste away” the quite evidently

innocent girl that was there and with your

consummate skill, tenacity and in a most

demonstrably electrifying and totally

compellingly authoritative fashion

at once, erotically, thoroughly

pleasurably conjoined with

supreme manly determination absolutely

gratifyingly elicit the sexually craving

but previously dormant and utterly

unrealized coital woman in me.

So my profoundly indebted,

enduring, and inestimably

steadfast thanks for what

you phenomenally and

so capably pulled off.



Caused me to rapturously achieve not only

orgasmically but also and discernibly in

other unfamiliar feminine terms, and

in the process of all this appreciably

installed a clear marker which as

far as I’m personally concerned

you’re perfectly at liberty and

predictably in the same way,

I must say, most graciously

entitled and with my full

cooperation to entirely

look after, as well as

to explicitly at will

unreservedly keep

going whenever

you favourably

determine that

you’d love to

replicate this

elated tryst

and return.



© Stanley V. Collymore

16 March 2016.





Author’s Remarks:

It’s a long trip back for many of you down memory lane I know and the recollection even as it was happening at the time wasn’t and very much so still isn’t an exciting or by any stretch of the imagination an impressive remembrance.



That said, for others it was an extraordinary and earth shattering experience in your respective life and one which you enduringly look back on with fond memories and great nostalgia. So how was it really for you?



A consummately liberating experience that still wows you to this day even though that special person is no longer in your life or a thoroughly unmitigated disaster that even now makes you ponder why the Hell did you ever bothered in the first place?



Just mischievously thinking out loud! And quite glaringly happy like the cat which naughtily but satisfyingly proverbially licked the cream. And a dedication, this poem, to all of you who’ve come of age and about to tread this same path! Good luck!



And as my Mum told my sisters and my Gran told me, if things don’t go well don’t forget to always maintain your dignity! Unless of course they’re going so well you think, what the bloody hell! Life is about enjoying one’s self and I’m going to make the most of my opportunities.

What on earth would the rest of us do without you, eh?
14:43 Mar 15 2016
Times Read: 226

By Stanley Collymore



You’re here, you declare! And enormously proud to be

a man you say; and furthermore for as long as you

live and are physically capable of doing so will

consistently flaunt that fact of life that you so

assiduously and obsessively cling on to in

every way that you can. And the reason?

Obvious can’t you see? It’s so that the

entire world and particularly every

desirable woman, from your personal perspective

that is, is left in no doubt that unquestionably

you are, and moreover if you have anything

to do with it, will constantly remain what

God in His infinite wisdom, and, most

positively where you are concerned,

always did unconditionally intend from the very

moment of your sanctified conception, your

delivery into this world and progressively

onwards into your adulthood that you

would not only emerge but also fully

develop into the best embodiment

of His incredibly proficient and

creative plan of meticulously fine tuning

you into the full personification of the

idyllic, white Master Race icon and

Zionist, Caucasian man! So well

done! That said however, even

sociopathic morons in flawed

western democracies are I

guess charitably entitled

to their far-fetched but

intensely embedded,

blinkered delusions,

wouldn’t you say?



© Stanley V. Collymore

15 March 2016.





Author’s Thoughts:

This poem was inspired by the recurrent idiotic actions of those in power on both sides of the Atlantic and who also equally and collectively together with their utterly likeminded kith and kin who’re firmly ensconced in their stolen, inhabited and completely controlled by them states arrogantly continue with their venomous political, economic, military and so-called cultural poisons to infect not only the countries they live in but also the rest of the world.



Obviously they can’t all be named here or in any article I were to later embark on as they are far too numerous to be so enumerated. But it’d be very remiss of me if I did not mention a few of them that I class as being some of the vilest among this already odious lot. There is no classification in terms of their pecking order as far s I concerned, since to me they’re all useless vermin and I’ve simply written down their names as they came into my head.



Here goes then: Alastair Campbell, Michael Howard, Ian Duncan Smith, Michael Gove, Liz Kendall, Simon Danczuk, Frank Field, the clowns at the MoD and those in the Home Office; Theresa May, Michael Fallon, Philip Hammond, Boris Johnson, Neil Kinnock, Hiliary Benn, Margaret Beckett; those who run Serco and G4S – nice one boys you give a new meaning and dimension to criminality and how to get away with it with impunity; the BBC in all its guises and specifically its Yid plutocrats; and the list goes on. I haven’t mentioned Tony Blair as it’d take the rest of my life to say what I really thought of him and as for David Cameron I’ve wilfully left him out. Why? Because I really do feel sorry for him; I’m not going soft or anything like that just that I don’t like seeing people being stabbed in the back as he currently is by his Yiddish, Zionist Nazi Gestapo and Waffen SS. Perhaps he’ll stop and reflect on how abominably Jeremy Corbyn has been treated and the part he played in this. I’m not holding my breath on that one though.



Across the Atlantic the list of scum is also enormous and ranges from the Supreme Court all the way down to the White House, Congress, Wall Street and what ludicrously passes for the media there. And that’s exactly why I’m rooting for Donald Trump to be the next President of the United States. No I’m NOT mad. And I do have my reasons. Firstly he’s not a politician and secondly he literally genuinely speaks his mind; So you know where you are with him and I like that in people whether their views chime with mine or not.



And I’ll give you an idea of what I mean. After Enoch Powell’s Rivers of Blood Speech several of my UK relatives quit Britain and either migrated to the US, Canada or else the Caribbean. My second sister and her engineer husband left the UK and moved to the US where their skills were very much in demand, and in the process taking their kindergarten age daughter, my niece, with them. Both my sister and brother-in-law have prospered in the US as have my Dad’s youngest sister and her husband who also quit Britain with their three sons but instead went to Canada. They’ve all kept up the family tradition of gaining a superb tertiary education and requisite skills, but it’s my niece I want to tell you about.



A graduate of Yale, Harvard and the University of the West Indies she periodically pops back to the UK to see family and friends and was recently here for a family celebration in Reading. British by birth but now a US citizen we got talking about politics generally and that in the US in particular and I asked her jokingly, knowing that most Blacks in the US are Democrats, if she was all set to put a woman in the White House, a clear reference to Hillary Clinton. She just laughed and tongue in cheek asked me when I was going to join the Tory Party. That out of the way she said that she, her friends and everyone she knew would be voting for Donald Trump.



Being the Devil’s advocate that I can be and like being at times I said to her all the things that the so-called mainstream media have been saying about Donald Trump and how inimical his presidency would be for Black people, as if they bloody well cared. My lovely and adorable niece then turned to me and used some of my own words from the past to make her relevant point. They centred on the fact that I had said to her and other family members that as long as I lived I would never publicly criticize the British Daily Mail, citing the fact that this was supposedly a racist and rightwing newspaper with likeminded readers who hated us Blacks, yet it was the only paper that conscionably and honourably went out on a limb, doing everything it could to get justice for Stephen Lawrence and put his racist killers behind bars, when the other so-called liberal media, pretending that they cared, were in cahoots with the police and others who shielded Stephen’s killers.



The Daily Mail didn’t have to do that but I know that my family, my friends and those I respect were indeed grateful to the Daily Mail for what it did and always will be. Then as she looked me firmly in the eyes my niece said these words: “Donald Trump is our Daily Mail!” I knew what she meant and gave my niece a huge hug and a peck on the cheek, profoundly assured that she was very much a chip off the familial block. And to you Donald Trump, I know you read my work as you’ve tweeted some stuff to me previously, I shall personally, as will my family in the US and the Caribbean Diaspora there, do everything to ensure that you are the next President of the United States. But don’t invite me to the White House if you’ve a mind to unless and until you first thoroughly hygienically fumigate it it of all the filth that has passed through that place!

An unfair victim of others’ accursed austerity blues!
14:51 Mar 14 2016
Times Read: 229

By Stanley Collymore



I didn’t ask to be born and don’t remember being asked

my opinion as to whether or not I really wanted to be

here; but I am! And having arrived and with this

earthly dwelling, how long for is still unclear,

involuntarily my home, I’ve none the less

done everything which was required of

me and rather factually, even if I do

say so myself, a darn sight more

than many who’ve positively

ended up much better off

economically than me!



Now those aren’t emotions from a heart that’s eaten

up by anger, bitterness or callous jealousy, just a

natural concern that in this climate of severe

belt-tightening and relentless austerity it’s

usually conscientious and hardworking

persons like me who’re left to carry

the can while suffering the harsh

consequences of unbecoming poverty, which

certainly can’t be right in a society whose

government and our elected MPs while

not practising what they preach yet

talk incessantly of us being in it

together and falsely insinuate

it’s all about fairness and

their warped notion of

alleged impartiality

and the equality

of opportunity.



© Stanley V. Collymore

12 March 2016





Author’s Thoughts:

The good and hardworking people of Reading Berkshire have been hit with swingeing austerity cuts that will affect their entire community and these are undoubtedly very perverse and unnecessary penalties that will affect some of the most vulnerable people in this extraordinarily outstanding cosmopolitan Berkshire community and not least so those with disabilities who have been marshalling their forces to protest against these Tory Nazi calamities being callously imposed on them.



Of course they aren’t the only ones across the United Kingdom who these exceedingly privileged Tory Gestapo headed by the ruthlessly ambitious George Osborne and, as he enthusiastically aspires to being and Boris Johnson permitting, the succeeding Fuehrer to David Cameron of the Fourth Reich except that this time it isn’t located in Germany but instead is very much implanted within Britain, have adversely and rather uncaringly affected in this way, and even a cursory check of what is going on will clearly show that it’s the less well off conjoined with the evidently disadvantaged and not the well heeled, who continue to do rather nicely thank you, that are being concertedly targeted by these incompetently privileged, unashamedly self-serving, thoroughly narcissistic, graspingly hubristic and discernibly egocentric detrital elements of humanity.



And how do they manage this? Quite easily as it happens, by playing on the fabricated and wilfully induced fears instigated by them and which they ensure continue to beset significant numbers of the brain-dead and easily manipulated oiks within our societies. People, who invariably can’t think for themselves, jump on any bandwagon that rather disingenuously and outright lying they’re told by these same privileged prats is in their best interests. And principally among their targets and victims are migrants and refugees who are on their way to Britain, these British numbskulls are told, to scrounge off the UK and take their local jobs. Never mind that it would be contradictory to do two completely opposite things at the same time but when you’re devoid of basic commonsense you’ll believe anything and even overlook in the process what has caused the refugee and migrant crises in the first place.



The utterly heart-rending tragedy being that ordinary decent, enormously hardworking and deserving people across the length and breadth of Britain are being sucked into this quagmire of deception when they really shouldn’t be as it has absolutely nothing to do with them and is not of their making or choosing. Meanwhile, the well-heeled continue to be exempt from these swingeing austerity measures. An utterly maddening situation being, and as I perceive it, is that if the imbecilic camp followers and supporters of these Tory Nazis and their accomplices were the only ones being affected I wouldn’t care one jot as they’re principally to blame as well; but they clearly aren’t thus leaving the decent and praiseworthy residents of Reading and others like them across the United Kingdom to bear the full brunt of these evil travesties being inflicted on them. And how sickening that every Tory MP within Berkshire and where Reading is located fervently voted for these debilitating cuts to be introduced against the most vulnerable in the UK while it was the Labour MP who did the honourable thing and voted against them.

Exposure of sexual grooming often goads public rage, the immoral guile veiling it however doesn’t!
13:55 Mar 10 2016
Times Read: 242




By Stanley Collymore



So you rationally thought she looked physically attractive

and correspondingly most sexually appealing too, and

what’s more you also doggedly claim that she was

calculatingly egging you on, very conscious all

the time of what she was actually doing and,

furthermore, distinctly and unequivocally

knew what she required from you for

herself; and consequently in those compellingly

enticing circumstances you in your revealing

words: “Simply couldn’t resist her!” even

though from the onset of your obstinate

and illicit sexual association with her

you were fully aware that she was

unquestionably an underage kid,

yet arrogantly concluding that

“You couldn’t help yourself”

which, most ironically, in

her noteworthy situation

is expressly what you

then quite willingly

went on and did!



Hubristically, narcissistically, self-servingly and casually

ignoring the factual and patently obvious explanation

that while in her adult imitating and experimenting

fashion she may have conscientiously and in her

pubescent mind flirtatiously, even intentionally

contrived and daringly essayed to corporeally

improve on what by Nature she was already

liberally endowed with, all the same, and

something that you evidently knew but nevertheless

quite cavalierly chose to overlook determinedly

intent not to brook any such nonsense as the

legal age of consent, she was still a child:

not only in the eyes of the law but also

from a societal point of view, and as

such until she’d physically realized

the age of sixteen and regardless

of whatever adult-mimicking

sexual games she may have

consciously or otherwise

undertaken in between,

ought unalterably to

have so remained!



© Stanley V. Collymore

8 March 2016.





Author’s Thoughts:

There’s an old Barbadian saying which has been inculcated into generations of Bajans by those who preceded them and it’s along these lines. There’s nothing at all wrong in taking a casual look at or even thoroughly observing the goods on display but if you’ve a mind to touch or fondle the goods that you’ve so keenly taken an interest in, and particularly so if you’ve no honourable intentions as regards them far less so any actual desire whatever to pay for them once you’ve messed around with them, then don’t be surprised or take the hump if you end up paying in castigatory or legal terms far more than what you foolishly could have bargained for. For while God gave you eyes to see He most certainly did not intend that you use them indiscriminately for your own selfish or illegitimate ends! Very clever these Bajan folk!



A situation born out of the austere and in reality barbaric fact that Caribbean Slavery and most especially so of the kind which was comprehensively British inaugurated, savagely executed and massively profited from and throughout which it was standard practice for every black male to be constantly and methodically emasculated, automatically creating a de facto situation where black women who in turn were completely ignored because they were simply women and consequently not regarded as a threat to these specimens of the Master Race were for the survival of their race very much obliged to step in, pick up the reins of control and between themselves forge a situation where some common order of racial self-esteem, organization and social order among Blacks could be established and maintained. And out of this DIY survival kit as it were the matriarchal role of the Black Woman in Caribbean society became a significant and viable necessity that carries on to this day in the 21st Century and for which everyone of Caribbean ancestry, and that most certainly includes me, locally on the islands or throughout our vast Diaspora, aren’t only deeply indebted but also tremendously proud.



Notwithstanding the sterling work they embarked upon and successfully carried out our Black womenfolk and their daughters regardless of their age were not immune from the loathsome and overpoweringly barbaric sexual proclivities of the white Caucasians who brutally controlled their everyday lives; and it fundamentally accounts for the gruesome reality that all Blacks of Caribbean ancestry significantly and involuntarily carry in their DNA the white male Y chromosome, a direct consequence of the systematic and with the utmost impunity and attendant immunity that was commonly afforded to the vile abusers, and of which they readily availed themselves, of the persistent rape and sexual abuse of Black women throughout the Caribbean by white men, their needed to be “blooded” sons or other young male relatives and their friends and even testosterone-driven, white dykes, and from which these manifestly innocent female victims had no recourse whatsoever but their truly amazing fortitude conjoined with the will to ensure that their communities did survive; and they managed that alright. Proof positive of which is that individuals like me aren’t only here but are absolutely determined come what may to carry on with their noble work.



But Black females weren’t the only victims of these utterly reprehensible whites; young boys were frequent victims too of these white Caucasian sexual predators who were quite open about what they did and for the very obvious reasons that they knew they could get away with it, and with many of them even brazenly noting it all down in their diaries and other personal, contemporaneous records which can be readily examined in the well kept archives meticulously maintained in their pristine state in the Barbadian State Archives at Black Rock a suburb of Barbados’ Capital, Bridgetown. Check them out next time you’re on the island or plan on taking a vacation to this tropical paradise; and you’ll be amazed I assure you at what you’ll discover while debunking all the completely insulting hogwash about how marvellously beneficial white Caucasian slavery and colonialism were for my people.



Consequently one can logically say that what’s happening in Britain today is undoubtedly the classic case of British chickens coming home to roost. And while Caribbean folk and especially Bajans have got their act together and done everything possible in their power to positively guarantee that the evil and profoundly pernicious legacies of British slavery and colonialism – unlike the other Caribbean Islands Barbados never changed hands and from its colonization in 1625 by the English until its independence on the 30 November 1966 was an English colony – didn’t or couldn’t infect Bajan society Britain is definitely reaping, and with a bumper crop, what for centuries it has sowed and still does elsewhere across the world.



I’ve cited Barbados and Bajans in this article not simply because of my proud Barbadian heritage but significantly because of the massive and remarkable successes that this small but magnificent Caribbean nation have accomplished through their own endeavours. The list of these achievements are too numerous to quote in this article but nevertheless I will list a few of them. It was Barbados sugar money that financed the English Industrial Revolution and at a time when no United Kingdom existed. Bajans also not only quickly understood but also promptly recognized the achievements and their consequences of Lord Nelson at the Battle of Trafalgar. For not only did they willingly put their hands in their pockets to afford the money to pay for a statue of him and purchase the land on which it would be located just outside the Barbadian Parliament which is the 2nd oldest continuous one after the House of Commons; the Lord Nelson Statue and Trafalgar Square where it was placed are the FIRST ever and quite proudly predate those in London by almost 40 YEARS. In fact London’s are the third as Bermuda 15 years after Barbados did the same and thus rank second in this specific matter.



Going on: Barbados was the first country in the world to appoint a female diplomat to the United Nations who later went on to become the Governor General of the island. Not that surprising if you’re a Bajan or Caribbean person as over 80% of Bajan schoolgirls go into tertiary education – most of them university - which is entirely free to all Barbadians from pre-school nursery, kindergarten and at all other subsequent levels including postgraduate university studies. Additionally some 65% of Bajan diplomats are females and around the same figure hold prominent positions within the Civil Service and other key governmental departments, all of which are on merit. In marked contrast most British schoolgirls aren’t only sexually active long before the lawful age of consent which is 16 but also comprise many of our unmarried mothers; while the abortion rate among that same group is equally quite high. A damning figure on both counts even when contrasted with other developed countries.



And there are multiple reasons for this and far too numerous to annotate here; but really can anyone sensibly explain to me why the hell it is that so-called parents or adults need to sexualize British children at such a tender age? Why on earth must a toddler be dressed up like some mini-adult? Why must a six year old child nowhere near puberty be encased with a “kinder-bra” idiotically strapped to her bosom-less body and with the blouse she’s wearing pulled down over her arm to reveal the bra strap as she ostentatiously mimics the correspondingly stupid but sexual antics of those infantile “adults” who dress her up this way? And so sexualized at such an early age it’s not rocket science to easily comprehend that sex rather than the receipt of a beneficial academic or work related education will be her natural forte. And what do we discover when inevitably she plays her daft sexual games, either comes a cropper or the ridicule of those around her? The very people who did bugger all to put a firm stop to this nonsense readily jumping on the bandwagon of condemnation in relation to the several prats out there who ought to have known better to keep their pricks firmly in their trousers especially where underage girls are concerned even when these said girls are coquettish and exceedingly precocious with it.



I hold no remit for anyone, don’t pretend to, nor do I want to and therefore speak only for myself. And the way I see it the law specifically stipulates that to have sexual intercourse or otherwise engage in any kind of sexual activity with someone knowing that that person is legally under the age of consent is a criminal offence. And put bluntly there are no two ways about it! Having said that, those who institute the law in Britain and are even tasked to uphold it have lifeforbiddens themselves, as they benefit from the general immunity granted to them and which most despicably permits them to habitually get away with their sexual criminality - that candidly would make even the most stinking sewer smell like a perfume parlour. Yet these are the very same bastards that quick as a flash jump on their hubristic and sanctimonious soapboxes and bandwagons in condemnatory mode when some idiotic prat with more money than natural commonsense and likewise full of his own hyped up ego breaks the law. Well that’s their bloody problem not mine. And with my Barbadian slave ancestry background where my ancestors suffered far worst at the hands of these white Caucasian detrital elements of supposed humanity who still see themselves as the “Master Race”, while I’m not going to gloat over your misfortunes I sure as hell am not going to or will I waste my time or the legacy of my Black ancestors empathizing with you. It’s your problem, now centuries later you know how it feels - DEAL WITH IT!

The Pain Of Divorce!
12:23 Mar 07 2016
Times Read: 247

By Stanley Collymore



The uneasy pain of divorce

is often mitigated by the

great relief of knowing

that you’ve managed

to escape the bad

decision of

marriage.



© Stanley V. Collymore

7 August 2001.





Author’s Thoughts:

Written on the date stated this poem: “The pain of divorce” is dedicated to Kate of Surrey who recently wrote and I quote:



“According to a survey, we are supposed to be at our happiest at 39, having a great job, home and soul mate. At 39 I was going through a divorce from my “soul mate” after finding out he was having an affair; was in a job I hated and was living in a rented house. Now, several years later, I am much happier, with a man who loves me, a job that challenges me and my own house. Happiness cannot be given an age - happiness is found when it is found!”



Well said Kate!

The incomparable Lady whom I dearly love and appreciatively and proudly call Mum!
11:49 Mar 04 2016
Times Read: 256

By Stanley Collymore



Thanks for giving birth to me; and if perchance that

wasn’t what actually happened and consequently,

as I see it, regrettably for me you couldn’t have

attained the personal and deserved status of

being my biological mother thanks all the

same for what indisputably you cleverly,

diligently, efficiently and altruistically

assumed, scrupulously embarked on

and totally achieved, in what were

perceptibly specific circumstances, a committedly

decided upon remit of being the next best thing

to actually conceiving me. And doing so in a

resolute manner that could only have been

so comprehensively, consummately and

constructively undertaken by someone

who not only gamely but also quite

deservingly and enduringly falls

into that exclusively illustrious

category of being absolutely

the most sincerely commendable parent

and mother that any child, and most

notably someone like me, could

expectantly have aspired to

having and, what’s more

fortunately and most

gratifyingly in the

process as well

then managed

to procure!



© Stanley V. Collymore

3 March 2016.





Author’s Remarks:

This poem: “The incomparable Lady I dearly love and appreciatively and proudly call Mum”, while specifically in enthusiastic and unembarrassed recognition of, loving dedication to and an enduring tribute to my birth mother Louise without whom and in the otherwise absence of her rapturous, dedicatedly involved, reciprocally affectionate, energetically emotional and intensely physical, I’ve been told, union with my biological father I would definitely not have been here, but most thankfully from me for their incisive sagacity most demonstrably complimented too in them lovingly and rather touchingly getting together with one another and unquestionably doing the necessary business with each other - if you get my inferred meaning and where exactly I’m coming from – I am, and forthrightly taking into total consideration all their discernibly and beyond doubt sterling work, most delighted – well you would expect me to say that wouldn’t you?(smile) - to emphatically announce that their enterprise wasn’t in vain and I’m very much present.



However, this poetic dedication is likewise with the same unencumbered love and unswerving appreciation bountifully bestowed as well on all the female members of my fantastically warm, hugely diverse and perceptibly extended biological family who either individually, collectively but always in their own inimitable and, for me, welcoming ways from childhood well into my adulthood and ongoingly so in several cases continue to constructively and positively “mother” me. Thank you all for what you’ve done in the past and still encouragingly carry on doing.



Finally, to those of you who’ve not been as fortunate as I’ve certainly been or who sadly have never known what a mother’s love is, my deepest sympathies are with you and particularly on this upcoming Mother’s Day. But if it so happens you’ve subsequently become a mother, I do sincerely hope that you’ll do everything in your power to let those whom you’ve brought into this world experience not simply what you’ve missed out on but likewise positively engender in them the true enjoyment of parenthood, and do so uniformly from the prospective of both a mother and also a father’s love.

Being a female isn’t in itself the only qualification to be a mother!
13:36 Mar 01 2016
Times Read: 260

By Stanley Collymore



It would be nice to think, truly believe and honestly

say that all females who do become pregnant, in

whatever way, or even acquired the status of

adopted parents and consequently in either

process de facto became female parents,

then as a result of them managing to do

so they somehow essentially and also

unimpeachably are moreover in this

noticeably subjective assumption

by those who adopt this point of view must

for that reason alone and everlastingly be

guaranteed in those said circumstances

regardless of how seemingly strange

or ludicrously contradictory such

a presumption actually is or in

the end turns out to be must

none the less duplicitously,

disingenuously and more

often than not brazenly

and wrong-headedly

in this discernibly

gloomy process

as mothers too.



Absurdly, and certainly dishonestly so, ascribing

to all of them, and irrespective of either who or

what they are, the laudable status of mother

that substantial numbers of you out there

publicly take to erroneously and even

categorically in your self-contrived

state of reverent and unshakable

delusions contend is the case;

injudiciously making these

women indisputably mothers basically because

they either biologically or by virtue of some

noticeably twisted and utterly self-serving

undertaking of theirs, on top of what in

their narcissistically engineered and

propelled obsession irresponsibly

conjoined with their distinctly

inadequate or prominently

non-existent parenting skills all the same

cause these women with their intensely

deep-rooted illusions to incorrigibly

suppose that their egotistical and

self-centred longings are rightly

and commensurately together

with other manifest failings

of theirs quite satisfactory

in themselves to making

them complete women;

and even inexplicably

iconic and somewhat

unnecessary to say

proper mothers in

every likely way.



So why don’t you prudently join forces with those

who perceptively see motherhood as much more

than just acquiring children for purposes only

the lines of beings to be proudly paraded as

prized assets of yours; or to satisfy your

demented and compulsive longing to

unconvincingly prove that you’re

what you’d like the rest of us to

unwisely believe you to be what clearly you’re

not, but think you are; or as the prospective

recipients of your ill-gotten gains when,

regrettably for you, you must shuffle

off your mortal coils from this life,

and instead look upon them all as

what in effect they certainly are:

particularized human beings in

their own right who could, if

genuinely and intelligently

permitted to be, can with

relative ease become a

tangible credit to you

as a mother specially

or in alliance with

someone else, as

laudable parents

more generally?



© Stanley V. Collymore

29 February 2016.





Author’s Remarks:

With the upcoming Mother’s Day remembrance and celebration festivities due in the United Kingdom on March 3, 2016 I’d very much like to add my own contribution to this particularly special day itself, as well as all the appropriate and fitting celebrations scheduled individually by various offspring or collectively by families up and down the country to commemorate the occasion. And I do this not because I feel obligated to follow suit; oh no, but because I have a plethora of exceedingly good reasons why I must. To begin with my own upbringing was a truly fantastic one in every conceivable way and not only as a direct result of my biological mother’s sterling efforts but also those as well of the several voluntarily involved, willing, incredibly superb, positive and iconic mothers that I additionally and welcomingly had. The vast majority of them my close blood relatives!



For example, both my biological grandmothers; great-aunts, and in this regard particularly my great-aunt Millie, my several biological aunts on my mother and father’s side of my family, and even their close female friends who all took their turn or else collectively mothered me. Yes, I was showered in love but by no stretch of anyone’s fertile imagination was I witlessly pampered or spoilt in any way, and during the altruistic and evidently pleasurable tasks and that these incredibly blessed with foresight and mountains of love ladies allotted themselves in relation to myself they not only became my role models but my enduring mentors too on effectively everything pertaining to life generally from a thoroughly objective and highly informative female perspective as well as encouragingly ensuring in the process that I was equally cognizant of the “evils” that could and invariably did at times emanate too from woman kind. No special treatment afforded to me in either of these regards since they were similarly meticulous, I knew, in their education of me as they were in regards of their own biological children whether they were older or younger than myself.



So to all of them, those who’re still happily for me in this earthly life that we mutually share as well as those who sadly but inevitably have departed it, a truly heart-warming and the biggest thank you not only on this upcoming “Mother’s Day” but as I’ve routinely done in the past relative to being the fortunate and blessed recipient of you love, good wishes and general looking out for me and my individual interests, guided by you astute understanding of life conjoined with your brilliant application of its most positive aspects; again thank you all from the bottom of my heart.



I alluded earlier to the negative aspects associated with motherhood and as I’ve enumerated the most disturbing of these in my poem: “Being a female isn’t in itself the only qualification to be a mother!” I shan’t embark on repeating myself and will instead leave you to judiciously apply your commonsense, realize and appropriately address that specific matter in as conscionable a fashion as you’re either capable of or actually want to. Meanwhile to all of you who’ve been as truly blessed as I’ve been and likewise so to all those mothers: biological, adopted or fostered, who’ve industriously and lovingly worked throughout their raising of you to make you into the treasured and valuable person that you are emotionally and in every other positive sense, have a truly worthwhile and deserving Mother’s Day; and God Bless!